“Scully, you're a doctor, for God's sake. You gonna tell me you actually go along with this s---?' [said the Sheriff].Mulder held his breath.'Sheriff,' [Scully] answered in her most official, neutral voice. 'I have never known Mulder to be so far off-base that I would dismiss everything he says out of hand.'...Thank you Scully, Mulder thought with a brief smile. I'd rather have a resounding 'Absolutely and how dare you,' but that'll do in a pinch.On the other hand, the day that 'Absolutely and how dare you' actually came, it would probably kill him with amazement.”

“Scully-''I screwed up.' Her hands again. 'Damnit, I screwed up.''Nope' [Mulder] said... 'If I was dead, then you would have screwed up.' She saw the grin. 'Then I'd have to haunt you.''Mulder that's not funny.''But you don't believe in ghosts and goblins...”

“Mulder stumbled, and Scully grabbed his arm to steady him. He smiled at her wanly. 'Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?''Since when did you ever think I was helpless, Mulder?'Never, he thought; never.”

“I'm okay,' [Mulder] said, shifting over to make room for Scully. 'Just thinking.''Out here, that'll get you pneumonia.''Is that a doctor's truth thing?'...'No, it's cold, that's what it is. God, Mulder, why can't you ever have a mood someplace warm?”

“You're supposed to be sleeping' Mulder didn't jump, didn't turn his head. 'The day you figure out how to turn off my brain Scully let me know.' He shook his head, but carefully. 'Amazing isn't it?' 'Your brain?' She leaned her forearms on the railing. 'It's okay but I wouldn't call it amazing.”

“Really?' [Scully said]... 'And you think that makes sense?''It does to me.' [said Mulder].'Of course it does,' she said flatly. 'Whatever was I thinking of.”

“It's hot,' [Mulder] said, dropping on the bench beside [Scully].'It's July, Mulder,' Garson reminded him. 'It's New Mexico. What did you expect?''Heat I can get at home. An oven I already have in my apartment.”